Othello Quote Test

Iago “Mere prattle without practice is all his soldiership.”
Iago “I am not what I am.”
Brabantio “The worser welcome. I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors.”
Brabantio “What tell’st thou me of robbing? This is Venice. My house is not a grange.”
Iago “I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.”
Roderigo “…that your fair daughter…”
Roderigo “…gross clasps of a lascivious Moor…”
Roderigo “Your daughter, if you have not given her leave, I say again, hath made a gross revolt, tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes in an extravagant and wheeling stranger of here and everywhere. Straight satisfy yourself.”
Iago “Though I do hate him as I do hell pains, yet, for necessity of present life, I must show out a flag and sign of love – which is indeed but sign.”
Othello “I love the gentle Desdemona”
Brabantio “Of such a thing as though – to fear, not to delight!”
Brabantio “That thou hast practiced on her with foul charms, abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals that weakens motions.”
First Senator “Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor.”
Duke “Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you agains tthe general enemy Ottoman.”
Brabantio “My daughter! Oh my daughter!”
First Senator “Dead?”
Brabantio “Ay, to me. She is abused, stol’n from me, and corrupted by spells and medicines bought to mountebanks.”
Brabantio “Here is the man – this Moor…”
Othello “Send for the lady to the Sagittary and let her speak of me before her father. If you do find me foul in her report, the trust, the office I do hold of you, not only take away, but let your sentence even fall upon my life.”
Othello “Her father loved me, oft invited me, still questioned me the story of my life from year to year – the battles, sieges, fortunes that I have passed.”
Othello “And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence…”
Othello “Anthropophagi, and men whose heads do grow beneath their shoulders”
Othello “She’d come again, and with a greedy ear devour up my discourse.”
Othello “And often did beguile her of her tears when I did speak of some distressful stroke that my youth suffered. My story being done, she gave me for my pain a world of sighs. She swore, in faith, ’twas strange, ’twas passing strage. ‘Twas pitiful, ’twas wondrous pitiful.”
Duke “I think this tale would win my daughter, too.”
Desdemona “My noble father, I do perceive her a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education.”
Desdemona “But here’s my husband, and so much duty as my mother showed to you, preferring you before her father, so much I challenge that I may profess due to the Moor my lord.
Brabantio “God be with you! I have done. Please it your Grace, on to the state affairs. I had rather to adopt a child than get it.”
Brabantio “I am glad at soul I have no other child.”
Desdemona “That I did love the Moor to live with him”
Othello “Let her have your voice.”
Duke “At nine i’ th’ morning here we’ll meet again. Othello, leave some officer behind and he shall our commission bring to you, with such things else of quality and respect as doth import you.”
Othello “A man he is of honesty and trust.”
Duke “And, noble signior, if virtue no delighted beauty lack, your son-in-law is far more fair than black.”
Brabantio “Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see. She has deceived her father, and may thee.”
Othello “My life upon her faith!”
Iago “I have looked upon the world for four times seven years…”
Iago “Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies!”
Iago “Fill thy purse with money!”
Roderigo “I’ll sell all my land.”
Iago “But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor, and it is thought abrod that ‘twixt my sheet ‘has done my office. I know not if ‘t be true…”
Iago “The Moor is of a free and open nature that thinks men honest that but seem to be so…”
Iago “I have ‘t. It is endangered. Hell and night must bring this monstrous birth to the world’s light.”
Cassio “She that I spake of, our great captain’s captain.”
Cassio “Let it not gall our patience, good Iago, that I extend my manners. ‘Tis my breeding that gives me this bold show of courtesy.”
Iago “With as little a web as this will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio.”
Othello “O, my fair warrior!”
Othello “O, my soul’s joy!”
Othello “If it were now to die, ’twere now to be most happy.”
Desdemona “The heavens forbid but that our loves and comforts should increase even as our days to grow!”
Othello “Amen to that.”
Othello “The Turks are drowned.”
Othello “Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus. I have found great love amongst them.”
Othello “Good Iago, go to the bay and disembark my coffers.”
Othello “Come Desdemona, once more, well met at Cyprus.”
Iago “First, I must tell thee this: Desdemona is directly in love with him.”
Roderigo “With him? Why, ’tis not possible.”
Iago “Favor, sympathy, in years, manners, and beauties, all which the Moor is defective in.”
Roderigo “I cannot believe that in her. She’s full of most blessed condition.”
Iago “I’ll not be far from you. Do you find some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline, or from what other course you please, which the time shall more favorably minister.”
Iago “Sir, he’s rash and very sudden in choler, and haply may strike at you. Provoke him that he may, for even out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny.”
Roderigo “I will do this, if you can bring it to any opportunity.”
Othello “Iago is most honest.”
Othello “Come, my dear love, the purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; that profit’s yet to come ‘tween you and me.”
Cassio “She’s a most exquisite lady.”
Cassio “She is indeed perfection.”
Cassio “Not tonight, Iago. I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking. I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom of entertainment.”
Iago “If I can fasten, but one cup upon him with that which he hath drunk tonight already, he’ll be as full of quarrel and offense as my young mistress’ dog.”
Iago “You see this fellow that is gone before”
Iago “And do but see his vice”
Iago “‘Tis pity of him. I fear the trust Othello puts him in, on some odd time of his infirmity, will shake this island.”
Montano “It were well the General were put in mind of it. Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio and looks not on his evils. Is not this true?”
Montano “And ’tis great pity that the noble Moor should hazard such a place as his own second with one of an engraffed infirmity.”
Iago “I do love Cassio well and would do much help to cure him of his evil…”
Iago “Go out and cry a mutiny.”
Montano “Zounds, I bleed still. I am hurt to th’ death. He dies!”
Othello “Why, how now, ho! From whence ariseth this? Are we turned Turks, and to ourselves do that which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?”
Montano “Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger. Your officer Iago can inform you, while I spare speech, which something now offends me.”
Othello “Now, by heaven, my blood begins my safer guides to rule, and passion, having my best judgment collied, assays to lead the way.”
Cassio “Reputation! Reputation! Reputation! O I have lost my reputation!”
Othello “‘Tis monstrous. Iago, who began ‘t?”
Iago “Touch me not so near. I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth than it should do offense to Michael Cassio. Yet I persuade myself, to speak the truth shall nothing wrong him.”
Othello “Cassio, I love thee, but nevermore be officer of mine.”
Othello “Come, Desdemona. ‘Tis the soldier’s life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.”
Cassio “O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!”
Cassio “O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!”
Iago “Our general’s wife is now the general.”
Iago “This broken joint between you and her husband entreat her to splinter, and, my fortunes against any lay worth naming, this crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before.”
Iago “When devils will the blackest sins put on, they do suggest at first with heavenly shows, as I do now. For while this honest fool plies Desdemona to repair his fortune.”
Iago “She shall undo her credit with the Moor. So will I turn her virtue into pitch, and out of her own goodness make the net that shall enmesh them all.”
Iago “How poor are they that have not patience!”
Iago “Away, I say! Thou shalt know more hereafter. Nay, get thee gone!”
Iago “My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress.”
Cassio “I never knew a Florentine more kind and honest.”
Cassio “Madam, not now. I am very ill at ease, unfit for mine own purposes.”
Iago “Ha, I like not that.”
Othello “What dost thou say?”
Iago “Nothing, my lord; or if – I know not what.”
Othello “Was not that Cassio parted from my wife?”
Iago “Cassio, my lord? No, sure, I cannot think it that he would steal away so guiltylike, seeing your coming.”
Desdemona “Why then tomorrow night, or Tuesday morn, or Tuesday noon or night; on Wednesday morn. I prithee name the time, but let it not exceed three days.”
Desdemona “What you would ask me that I should deny, or stand a mamm’ring on? What? Michael Cassio, that came a-wooing to you, and so many a time, when I have spoke of you dispraisingly, hath ta’en your part – to have so much to do to bring him in! By’r Lady, I could do much -“
Othello “Prithee, no more. Let him come when he will; I will deny thee nothing.”
Desdemona “Whate’er you be, I am obedient.”
Othello “Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul but I do love thee! And when I love thee not, chaos is come again.”
Othello “What dost thou think?”
Iago “For Michael Cassio, I dare be sworn I think that he is honest.”
Iago “Men should be what they seem.”
Iago “Why then, I think Cassio’s an honest man.”
Othello “Nay, yet there’s more in this. I prithee speak to me as thy thinkings, as though dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts the worst of words”
Iago “Good my lord, pardon me. Though I am bound to every act of duty, I am not bound to that all slaves are free to. Utter my thoughts?”
Iago “Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, is the immediate jewel of their souls. Who steals my purse steals trash. ‘Tis something, nothing.”
Iago “O, beware, my lord, of jealousy! It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on. That cuckolds lives in bliss.”
Othello “I’ll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; and on the proof, there is no more than this; away at once with love or jealousy.”
Iago “Look to your wife, observe her well with Cassio; wear your eyes thus, not jealous nor secure.”
Iago “She did deceive her father, marrying you, and when she seemed to shake and fear your looks, she loved them most.”
Othello “Why did I marry? This honest creature doubtless sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds.”
Iago “My lord, I would I might entreat your Honor…”
Othello “If she be false, heaven mocks itself. I’ll not believe ‘t.”
Desdemona “How now, my dear Othello? Your dinner, and the generous islanders, by you invited, do attend your presence.”
Othello “I am to blame.”
Othello “I have a pain upon my forehead, here.”
Desdemona “Faith, that’s with watching. ‘Twill away again. Let me but bind it hard; within this hour it will be well.”
Othello “Your napkin is too little.”
Othello “I had been happy in the general camp, pioners and all, had tasted her sweet body, so I had nothing known.”
Othello “Villains, be sure thou prove my love a whore! Be sure of it. Give me the ocular proof, or, by the worth of mine eternal soul, thou hadst been better have been born with a dog than answer my waked wrath.”
Othello “Make me to see ‘t, or at least so prove it that the probation bear no hinge nor loop to hang a doubt on, or woe upon thy life.”
Othello “If thou dost slander her and torture me, never pray more. Abandon all remorse; on horror’s head horrors accumulate; do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed; for nothing canst thou to damnation add greater than that.”
Iago “O grace! O heaven forgive me! Are you a man? Have you a soul or sense?”
Iago “Wolves in pride”
Iago “In sleep I heard him say ‘Sweet Desdemona, let us be wary, let us hide our loves.'”
Othello “I’ll tear her all to pieces.”
Iago “Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief spotted with strawberries in your wife’s hand?”
Othello “I gave her such a one. ‘Twas my first gift.”
Iago “Did I today see Cassio wipe his beard with [it]”
Othello “Arise black vengeance, from the hollow hell! Yield up, O love!”
Othello “O, blood, blood, blood!”
Othello “Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her, damn her!”
Othello “Now art thou my lieutenant.”
Iago “I am your own forever.”
Othello “That handkerchief did an Egyptian to my mother give. She was a charmer, and could almost read the thoughts of people.”
Othello “To lose ‘t or give ‘t away were such perdition as nothing else could match.”
Othello “There’s magic in the web of it. A sybil that had numbered in the world”
Desdemona “I never saw this before. Sure, there’s some wonder in this handkerchief! I am most unhappy in the loss of it.”
Emilia “‘Tis not a year or two shows us a man. They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; they eat us hungerly, and when they are full they belch us.”
Desdemona “Something, sure of state, either from Venice, or some unhatched practice made demonstratable here in Cyprus to him, hath muddled his clear spirit”
Emilia “Nor no jealous toy concerning you.”
Desdemona “Alas the day, I never gave him cause!”
Cassio “Ere it be demanded, as like enough it will, I would have it copied. Take it, and do ‘t, and leave me for this time.”
Iago “My lord is fall’n into an epilepsy. This is his second fit. He had one yesterday.”
Cassio “Rub him about the temples.”
Iago “Stand you while apart. Confine yoruself but in a patient list. Whilst you were here, o’erwhelmed with your grief – a passion most unsuiting such a man – Cassio came hither.”
Iago “Now will I question Cassio of Bianca, a huswife that by selling her desires buys herself bread and clothes.”
Othello “Ay, let her rot and perish and be damned tonight, for she shall not live. No, my heart is turned to stone. I strike it, and it hurts my hand.”
Othello “I will chop her into messes. Cuckold me?”
Othello “Give me some poison, Iago!”
Iago “Strangle her in her bed, even the bed she hath contaminated.”
Desdemona “Cousin, there’s fall’n between him and my lord an unkind breach, but you shall make all well.”
Othello “Devil!”
Lodovico “my lord, this would not be believed in Venice, though I should swear I saw’t. ‘Tis very much. Make her amends. She weeps.”
Othello “O, devil, devil!”
Othello “Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile!”
Othello “You are welcome sir, to Cyrpus. Goats and monkeys!”
Lodovico “Is this the noble Moor, whom our full senate call all in all sufficient?”
Iago “He is much changed.”
Iago “He’s that he is.”
Iago “Yet, would I knew that stroke would prove the worst.”
Iago “Alas, alas! It is not honesty in me to speak what I have seen and knonw. You shall observe him, and his own courses will denote him so that I may save my speech.”
Lodovico “I am sorry that I am deceived in him.”
Othello “I took you for that cunning whorse of Venice that married with Othello.”
Desdemona “Prithee, tonight lay on my bed my wedding sheets.”
Emilia “Hath she forsook so many noble matches, her father and her country and her friends, to be called ‘whore?’ Would it not make one weep?”
Emilia “A halter pardon him, and hell gnaw his bones!”
Emilia “O, fie upon them! Some such squire he was that turned your wit the seamy side without and made you to suspect me with the Moor.”
Roderigo “I do not find that thou deal’st justly with me.”
Roderigo “The jewels you have had from me to deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a votaress.”
Iago “If thou the next night following enjoy not Desdemona, take me from this world with treachery and devise engines for my life.”
Iago “O, no. He goes to Mauritania and takes away with him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be lingered here by some accident.”
Iago “Why, by making him uncapable of Othello’s place: knocking out his brains.”
Iago “I will be near to second your attempt, and he shall fall between us.”
Iago “I will show you such a necessity in his death that you shall think yourself bound to put it on him.”
Desdemona “If I do die before thee, prithee, shroud me in one of those same sheets.”
Desdemona “Sing, willow, willow, willow.”
Desdemona “Dost thou in conscience think – tell me, Emilia – that there be women do abuse their husbands in such gross kind?”
Emilia “Nor I neither, by this heavenly light. I might do ‘t as well i’ th’ dark.”
Emilia “The world’ a huge thing. It is a great price for a small vice.”
Emilia “Who would not make her husband a cuckold to make him a monarch? I should venture purgatory for ‘t.”
ROderigo “I had no great devotion to the deed, and yet he hath given me satisfying reasons. ‘Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword! He dies.”
Iago “If Cassio do remain, he hath a daily beauty in his life that makes me ugly. And besides, the Moor may unfold me to him.”
Roderigo “O, I am slain!”
Cassio “I am maimed forever!”
Othello “The voice of Cassio! Iago keeps his word!”
Roderigo “Nobody come? Then shall I bleed to death.”
Roderigo “O damned Iago! O inhuman dog!”
Desdemona “And yet I fear you, for you’re fatal then when your eyes roll so.”
Desdemona “A guiltless death I die.”
Desdemona “Nobody. I myself. Farewell. Commend me to my kind lord. O farewell.”
Emilia “O, the more angel she, and you the blacker devil.”
Gratiano “Poor Desdemona, I am glad thy father’s dead. Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief shore his old thread in twain.”
Othello “O though pernicious Caitiff!”
Othello “O, fool, fool, fool!”
Lodovico “You must forsake this room and go with us.”
Lodovico “And Cassio rules in Cyprus.”
Lodovico “Come, bring away.”
Othello “I have done the state some service, and they know ‘t.”
Othello “I pray you in your letters, when you shall these unlucky deeds relate…”
Othello “Then must you speak of one that loved not wisely, but too well; of one not easily jealous, but being wrought, perplexed in the extreme.”
Othello “I kissed thee ere I killed thee. No way but this, killing myself, to die upon a kiss.”
Cassio “This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon, for he was great of heart.”